That's right 2 kinds of bikers, the ones that have crashed and those that have not.
One of my worse/funniest happened when I was still a teen. Pulled a wheelie and the forks fell off. I promptly did an endo removing skin from my palm to my ass[no shirt]. after gathering my wits,slid the forks back on and rode on home.
My first bad road rash.

That's the new years day ride. Didn't give it a name til 94,some friends wanted to ride to. Since it's usually cold enough to freeze the scrotum and contents off a brass monkey...well
anyone else do the jan. first ride?

ever take one of those rides where you don't see another bike out?
took a ride today, to run some errands but mostly to clear my head. now i grant you not a perfect day, think it was upper 40s,sunny and yet not one other bike did i see. i did see a few is that guy insane looks from cagers but in 2 1/2 to 3 hours out on a saturday, no bikes.
is this just normal here or does this happen everywhere? i would really like to know.
yes we do have a lot of sunshine boys around here.

this is a question to all.
do women really want to hear the truth? do they divide by two anything a man says? and finally do women think all men are players?
ok,i know that's more than one question. the first question is mine, the other two are statements i've heard women make.

ran into my baby brother last sunday at the gas station. we both were fillin' up,he was goin' to check a friends bike and i was just ridin' cause it was near perfect 70s and sunny. now a couple of years ago this would be no big deal but i haven't taken a ride with him in almost 2 years.
two days before thanksgiving of
2004 he lost his right leg. well didn't lose it had to be amputated above the knee because of an injury at work in the coal mine. it has been a long uphill battle but he has learned to walk and gets around good and despite some tellin' him to stay off it. he has modified the old sporty so he can ride. had to learn how to brake and kickstart with left foot but does quite well. his other two brothers and myself helped as much as he would let us. mostly design checks and moral support.
it was a good ride even though i had to laugh a time or ten,the wind kept his pant leg blown up so people would do the double takes at the sight of a pretty blue aluminium leg and sometimes even point. oh yeah while in the process of making modifications, trial and error he only lost his leg once!
a special ride indeed, heres to my bro and the hope of many more rides to come. just wanted to share, this guy is one in a million and i'm dam proud of him.

today was great not only near perfect 70s and sunny but ran into baby brother at the gas station. 2 years ago this would be no big deal. 2 days before thanksgiving 2004 he lost his right leg. well not exactly lost
it had to be amputated above the knee because of an injury at work in the coal mine. a few have told him to stay off that dam bike but by and large he's had the support
of family and friends. with some
help from his other 2 brothers and
myself the old sporty has been modified for his needs. please note that our help is mostly design checks and moral support as
he wanted and did most of it himself. he did pull a few stares today as the wind blew his pant leg up showing off a pretty blue
aluminiun leg. gotta give him a big atta boy, not only had to learn how to walk again but also how to ride, and yes kickstart.
like i said it was indeed a special ride, at least for me.

i was 13 it was the perfect sunny summer day. hangin' out at my cousin's house kinda in the background,the older guys thought me a nuisance at times. listenin' to them talk 'bout girls and bikes and girls and cars and girls. i knew a little about bikes and cars but nuttin' about
girls so i payed close attention. as usual when i would try to say something i'd hear some smartass
remark that would get a laugh at
my expense.that day i said i could ride anything they could.
which was greeted with hoots but
i stood my ground. after a while
my cous looked over at me and sez
if you can start it you can ride it. there she sat 62 sporty,nothin' fancy just a nice
old bike. i had been watchin' and listening and knew how to start
the beast. threw a leg over reached down unhooked the distributor spring and retard the timing,blip the throttle get it up on compression,kick like hell. on the third kick it came to life much to everyones suprise. cous
wanted to back out,instead he told me i couldn't ride outta' sight so my first time on a harley was less than 500 feet but i loved every second on it.
that's the story of my first time on a harley how 'bout yours.

don't know which but had to share this. a few days ago temp was in mid 90s humidity was about 128% so late afternoon i was going to take a quick 20 mile or so ride to cool off. on the way back i started up the mountain there were
a couple of co. trucks ahead loaded down. since i could feel the heat coming off these things before i got to them,just did a lane check and dropped into the left lane then screwed a little thottle on. here begins the problem, the trucks start gaining speed to. no problem more gas,they seem to have the same idea. by this time i'm 3/4 up the hill doin 75 and barely by them.
now my exit is at the bottom of said hill so i want a little cushion so these guys aren't on my when i pull off. sooooooo
i twist the wrist and i put some distance between us. last time i looked at the speedo comin' through the gap it was rollin' up on 95, that's when i got a glimpse of something in my mirror. yea thats right ksp dead on my . can you say busted.
i eased over into the right lane then started to slow down and he passed me. i could not believe it
iwas a had lad and the trooper rolled on by that is the first time anything like that has happened. has something like this happened to any of you?